"In God We Trust"
by: Sarah Lau
Once there was a little old man with hair white as snow. He had a cane with the words ‘In God We Trust’ engraved on the side of it. Everyday he would go to the park to feed the birds. He would take a half a loaf of bread that he would pick up from the bakery that was down stairs from where he lived. When he got to the park he would sit on the same bench and probably fed the same birds everyday. Well this day that I am telling you about was like any other day until the old man looked up from feeding the birds. There across the walk was a beautiful little old women. Her hair was curled and pinned up into a nice little bun. Not one hair was out of place. She was wearing a pretty blue silk top with a bow around her neck. She had a walker in front of her and her head was down. Without a thought in his mind, the little old man got up and wobbled over to the little old women. He asked
“May I set next to you?”
She relied,
“Say that again Sr.”
He said,
“May I set next to you?’ with a little louder voice.
She said,
“Yes you may.”
He gave a little wobble and set down next to the woman. She looked up and gave him a little smile then looked back down. He said with in the same loud voice,
“My name is Wilbert. What is yours?”
“Laura.” she said.
She didn’t look up and didn’t say anymore. So he finally asked if she wanted some bread to feed the birds.
“It is very relaxing to see them fly in and eat what you give them.” he added.
“No thank you. I can’t see very well. So I wouldn’t be able to see them eat it.” She replied.
“Ok would you like to talk about the weather. I heard it is going to be up in the seventy tomorrow.” He said trying to get her out of her sad mood.
“What did you say? I can’t hear very well anymore.” She said.
He thought about it and then he put his hand on her knee and bowed his head.
“Dear Heavenly Farther, I am calling on you this day to help this dear young women. I do not know her problems, her worries, or her. But I do know that even though you are up there you do know her. Please God help with her days to come in this life and if it is only today let her feet be swift and her heart light. There will come a time when she will see your face and know that she is safe. God if you only answer one of my prays today, please make it be this one dear Lord. Thank you for your mercy on me today and everyday. Amen.”
As he told his hand off her knee she grab it and held it tight with a pause. She then said,
“Wilbert, I have sat here all morning praying that I could see the people as they passed me, hear the birds sing there morning songs, and have no pain in my body. When you touched my knee I was going to tell you get lost, but I felt something deep down inside me and I didn’t know what it was. Then you started to pray,” she paused again as to think of a time long, long ago when the world was right, “I could feel from the bottom of my feet the pain start to go away. Then it got to my eyes and I could see your hand right there on my knee. Every line and every bump. When it got to my ears and I could hear every word that was coming out of your mouth.” She paused and with a gasp of air she said “Thank you Lord for this man that has done your work today. I can feel and hear this wonderful man with his wonderful words to you God. Thank you Lord. You have shown me that you are still here with me and you can still hear me. THANK YOU LORD. AMEN!”
Wilbert got up and turned to the old women. Looking at her he said thank you and walked off.
I don't know how to write with commas and all, but I love to write short stories. This is just one that came to my mind today and had to put it on here. Please let me know if you like it or not.
